This golden and **** fairy aura entangled around Jun Xiaoyao like a dragon, making his breath even more immortal.

This is a ray of fairy air!

It's not an adjective, but it's true, a ray of fairy air!

"Nine books of the heavens each represent an ultimate way. Daluo's immortal body has reached a certain physical culmination, so a ray of physical celestial energy has evolved." Jun Xiaoyao thought.

After the true gods, from the heavens to the Taos, and even the quasi-sages, saints need to understand the principles of the Tao.

But this ray of immortal energy is stronger than any Tao.

Looking at countless epochs in ancient and modern times, no one can cultivate a fairy aura like Jun Xiaoyao in the realm of true gods.

This is simply an impossible miracle!

"This ray of physical immortality is too much blessing for me, it is beyond words." Jun Xiaoyao also sighed.

The complete Immortal Immortal body of Da Luo is already strong enough for the ancient sage soldiers to hardly hurt him.

With this ray of physical immortality, Jun Xiaoyao even felt that even a saint would not be so easy to destroy his physical body.

What is even more terrifying is that Da Luo Immortal Immortal Body and Physical Immortal Qi can be improved with the elevation of Jun Xiaoyao's realm.

"It's worthy of being one of the nine heavenly books. Just scrolling up allows me to cultivate a ray of immortal energy. If I get other heavenly books, wouldn't it be possible to cultivate nine immortal energy," Jun Xiaoyao said to himself.

In countless epochs throughout the ages, the Tianjiao who cultivated the Nine Paths of Immortality in his youth hardly existed.

Don't talk about the nine ways, in the past, the young Tianjiao was able to cultivate one or two immortal energy, which was enough to suppress the Quartet.

Jun Xiaoyao had already cultivated a fairy qi before he took the path of the emperor.

Jun Xiaoyao has completely surpassed his contemporaries in this respect.

"Even if I don't bless the immortal energy of the physical body, just relying on Daluo's immortal immortal body, the heavenly gods are not a threat to me."

"If it is to bless a ray of physical immortality, even if it is in the gods of the sky, it is not impossible to kill." Jun Xiaoyao's eyes narrowed slightly.

True God Realm and Heaven God Realm, straddling a big realm, there was originally a cloud and mud difference.

But for Jun Xiaoyao, this gap can be made up completely, and it can even be counter-kill.

And most importantly, Jun Xiaoyao's transformation has not yet been completed!

"Next, it will be this drop of residual blood." Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand.

In the mana light group, that drop of residual immortal's blood exudes unparalleled fluctuations.

A drop of blood seemed to reflect a world.

This drop of residual immortal blood can not only make Jun Xiaoyao's physical immortal energy stronger, but also is of infinite value to him.

"My own avenue, the origin of the gods, has not had too many breakthroughs. This time, it may be an opportunity." Jun Xiaoyao's eyes were deep.

If you don't make a breakthrough, you will reach the limit.

"If I hadn't practiced into the immortal body of Da Luo, I would not dare to refining this drop of blood of the remnant immortal, but now, I don't have to worry about anything." Jun Xiaoyao muttered to himself.

The energy of the blood of the remnant immortal is too majestic, even Jun Xiaoyao's desolate ancient sacrament may not be able to bear it.

But after Daluo's immortal immortal body was trained, Jun Xiaoyao's physical body reached the extreme, and coupled with the immortal energy of the flesh, he didn't have to fear that the blood of the remaining immortal would burst his flesh.

Jun Xiaoyao sank into retreat again, concentrating on refining this drop of residual blood.

The time of this retreat will obviously be longer than the previous refining of the seven dragon yuan and the cultivation of the immortal body of Da Luo.

The blood of the remnant immortal is not so easy to refining, even Jun Xiaoyao will take a certain amount of time.

In such a lapse of time, Tianjiao who entered the ancient world is also gradually transforming and growing.

Among them, most Tianjiao may fall.

But those who can survive, without exception, have made tremendous progress.

These arrogances are likely to show their brilliance on the road of the emperor in the future.

And with the chance of Xiangu, they were discovered one by one.

The remaining opportunities are getting less and less.

However, one place is paid attention to by all Tianjiao.

That is the ancient spiritual soil!

If the aura of the ancient world is a hundred times stronger than that of the outside world.

Then the aura of the ancient spiritual soil is a hundred times stronger than that of the ancient world.

The ancient spiritual soil is located in the depths of the ancient world, it is an absolutely fertile soil and blessed land.

The aura there is incredibly rich.

Various opportunities are also extremely rich.

It is worthy of its spiritual title.

And because of the generous environment, many ancient freaks chose to sleep in the ancient spiritual soil.

The entire ancient spiritual soil is extremely wide, almost comparable to a small fairy ancient world.

So those ancient freaks who are sleeping do not worry about being disturbed.

In the ancient land, in a certain area.

A woman with a perfect face and a graceful jade body fell here, it was Yan Rumeng.

"Almost, it's in this area," Yan Rumeng murmured.

As a demon emperor, she is extremely sensitive to various demon auras.

This time I came to the ancient spiritual soil to wake up the descendants of the supreme demon way.

The supreme demon was once an extremely strong person in the Demon God Palace in ancient times.

The strength of his descendants is obviously extraordinary.

After almost finding an area, Yan Rumeng offered a demon charm.

Demon runes gush out from the demon talisman.

Suddenly, the earth cracked, and a wave of terrifying evil spirits surged out.

The faintly exuding breath made Yan Rumeng's face look surprised.

"The breath of the gods..." Although Yan Rumeng was surprised, he was not surprised.

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Those dark demon spirits rose up and condensed into dark crows.

Afterwards, numerous crows gathered in mid-air and turned into a demon man in a black feather suit.

With his appearance, the surrounding world is enveloped by an ominous bleak cloud.

There are many crow visions, emerging from the sky, constantly making the noise of trembling souls.

"Awake, disaster demon crow, Wu Shuo." Yan Rumeng said in a daze.

The body of the supreme demon is a calamity crow that brings endless disasters.

His descendant, Wu Shuo, is also an ancient freak who controls ominousness and curse.

"Finally wake up, this era, there is a breath of enlightenment." Wu Shuo said to himself.

The ancient freaks proclaim themselves because in their time, they had cut off hope and were difficult to prove.

And in this era, the world of great controversy, the arrogance of the geniuses rise together.

Even the ancient freaks feel that there is hope for the truth.

"you are"

Wu Shuo turned to look at Yan Rumeng, his dark red eyes also flashed a touch of surprise.

Yan Rumeng is indeed a beauty without one in a million, which is eye-catching.

"I am a contemporary demon goddess."

Feeling Wu Shuo's gaze, Yan Rumeng frowned slightly.

She didn't like other people, and looked at her with such eyes.

It seems that the only person who doesn't need to look at her like this is Jun Xiaoyao.

However, despite his dislikes, Wu Shuo, the calamity demon crow, was also an ancient freak in the Demon Shrine.

Therefore, Yan Rumeng still told Wu Shuo some things that happened in the ancient world.

"What, you were actually insulted by the arrogance of the Jun family" Wu Shuo showed a cold face after hearing this.